Director Chen has long wanted to meet his soldiers. But his soldiers didn't seem to want to see him. About twenty old, weak, sick and disabled people were standing in the open space in front of Chen Mo's office building. There were even a few boys holding glass cigarette pots and smoking purple powder.
Chen Mo's blood pressure was a little high. He asked Lu Diping for a phone call from the commander of Kurt's First Corps.
"Hello, who are you?"
"I, Chen Mo."
"Hahaha, brother Chen, why did you remember to call me?" Chen Mo had served in the First Corps for a long time and had made outstanding achievements many times. The commander of the Corps was very familiar with him.
"If you are honest and don't tell secrets, we all know what I am doing in the mining area."
"I understand. I haven't thanked you for taking over the mining area."
"That's not what you meant... City Lord Lu promised to transfer a company of manpower to me before, why did he leave more than twenty people for me?"
"The situation is tense now. The First Corps has all withdrawn from the ecological circle and set up defenses near Cote City. It's not that I don't want to give you people, it's just that there is a real shortage of people."
“Didn’t we recruit a lot of new recruits during last year’s recruitment??”
"Most of them have been transferred back to their respective places, and the rest have been formally assigned to the Kot and are ready for war. Brother Chen, please understand me. Hey, please wait a moment, Lin Chu..."
"..." Chen Mo hung up the phone speechlessly. After a while, the troops provided by Jiangyin City also arrived.
The situation is very different from that of the Kot Corps. There are even two pregnant women...the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are all working together. After sending the pregnant woman back the same way, Chen Mo looked at the fifty or so people in front of him who couldn't even count the numbers clearly.
This is not a gift. This is obviously using it as a trash can for yourself, throwing away all the junk and waste that you can't kick away and can't change.
After screening again, four old bastards who obviously wanted to retire their prosthetic limbs early and two idiots who didn't look very smart came out.
Forty-nine people remained. One group is a fan-catcher, another group is a master of deceit and deception, and the rest is a prick who refuses to obey discipline.
Chen Mo took the loudspeaker from the guard.
"Assemble!" Scattered pacing, chaotic formations, and weak slogans.
"Who's in charge?" Two men stood up. There was a strong black man who was one size older than Chen Mo and looked like an iron tower.
The other one looked young, but he had a goatee and a small pot of water in his mouth.
"You two come with me, and the rest of you will rest where you are." Chen Mo then told the carriage team around him: "If anyone deserts, you can kill him directly." He did not lower his voice.
"Yes!" Wu Hongliang replied. No one looked up. We have seen too many killing sticks, and no one is planning to desert.
Chen Mo brought the two of them to the office to sit down, and one of them handed out a cigarette. Before he could speak, the towering black man answered: "I was the original leader of the special operations team, but I was dismissed because of a *** incident. However, my team members were not very obedient, and a new one came. The team leader couldn’t control us either. The Corps didn’t bother to care about us, so they just left us here.”
"what's up?"
"During the founding of the People's Republic of China, we were assigned to work as the security team in the Lianhu Building. A policeman assassinated the inspector of Cote City in front of us. Since then, we have been abandoned by the Corps." The big black man was talking to himself: "We are the ace of the First Corps. If there had not been that accident, maybe all of us would have been recorded on the list of martyrs of the Kurt advance team." So that's it.
It is not difficult to understand the source of the black man's hostility.
"So, we can be considered acquaintances." The black man responded with a cold snort.
"So how did your team degenerate into what it is now?"
"We maintained peace in Jiangyin City for two months." The answer was unclear, but Chen Mo seemed to understand. Chen Mo shook out the ashes from his cigarette.
"You should know that I'm good at fighting."
"Of course we can beat the person who assassinated the inspector under our team's nose."
“My connections in the Corps are also very strong.”
"What exactly do you want to say?" Chen Mo stood up.
"Do it well, and I guarantee that you will be reinstated. If a new mining area is developed, you will be my advance team. If you really want to fight to the end..." Chen Mo smiled: "No one in your group will survive to retire." Black Man A suffocation.
"So, put your cigarette in the ashtray. In twenty minutes, I want to see a team with some energy, do you understand?" The black man was silent for a moment, stood up and gave a regimental salute: "Yessir!" Then He left the office with a straight posture.
Chen Mo patted Goatee's shoulder.
"What's going on with you?" Goatee chuckled.
"Actually, it's nothing. All my brothers are in the wrong class."
"What the hell is that?"
"He violated regiment discipline, and his contract has not expired... You know, the commander of the Jiangyin Corps is..."
"Stop, that's not what I want to hear." Chen Mo cut off Goatee's words: "I just ask you if you can do it well."
"If you don't fuck me well, you will knock me to death in minutes. You must fuck me well." Goatee smiled bitterly.
"All the people you brought here were beaten?" Goatee looked a little embarrassed.
"Are they all smoking?"
"yes."
"Do it well and I will give you a ration every week."
"???" Goatee was stunned, and then his eyes lit up: "Really?"
"You are all smoking stuff that is not on the table. Follow me and you will get a glimmer of light every week." Goatee finally understood. The director in front of him was not a professional at all. He looked like a lawless rewarder. Gold hunter.
"Thank you in advance, Bureau Chen." Chen Mo waved his hand to signal him to get out too. Sitting in his office, Chen Mo smoked and was lost in thought.
Relying on these incompetent 80 people to manage a mob of 100,000... It gives me a headache just thinking about it.
"Knock knock knock."
"Come in." The person coming was a dog-headed person.
"Boss, the planning is almost done, would you like to take a look?" Chen Mo took the pda and glanced at Goutou's plan in general.
I have to say, this guy is a talent. In just one hour, the general plan has been completed.
There are simple proposals from mining area construction to merchant withdrawal and introduction.
"you made it yourself?"
"Yes." Chen Mo looked up at the dog's head.
"Who are you?"
"Told you..."
"Your plan is, at best, a plan, but at worst, it's a city planning project. With this ability, PC has no money but Yan Chenggong seduces him... Who can believe it?" Goutou scratched his head.
"Hey, to be honest with you, I was forced to do so." Chen Mo didn't expect that Goutou would show off his cards so quickly.
"Who asked you to come?"
"Huh? You misunderstood, I was forced to PC."
"???" Goutou looked sad and angry.
"It's okay to tell the truth. In fact, I followed the team to do the city research, and there were two grandsons who made a bet on whether my PC would be beaten if I didn't pay..."
"Do you believe this?" Chen Mo was angry.
"I really didn't lie to you." Goutou asked anxiously, "Have you ever heard of school violence?"
